Walking through the everfree with the rest of her friends. Twilight was determained to see if she could find these golems of metal. They wern't natural creatures so that means whatever was making them move was probably the soul of a pony or other creature that was wronged. Destroying the body to free the soul was always an option but the more she thought about it she decided she would see if she could talk to that. That is if she could find them.

Even with all of them together, the everfree was still hard to navigate. Not only was it unexplored but the creatures within it were not the most friendly. Thankfully they did have Fluttershy with them so any animals shouldn't be a problem unless the animal was starving. A starving animal which was also a carnivora was something she couldn't stop, even with her 'Stare' as the survival instinct overpowered the fear.

"Do you not have any soul detection spell or something?" Dash asked as she was now walking with them. Her wings long since gotten tired of usage.

"No. Magic is best used against other magic. Machines and Souls are things that only the most powerful of magic can effect. To be able to detect a soul would require a lot of reserve and i am not taking the risk of running into them while i am low on magic."

"You said these things had their souls stolen?" Applejack asked, unease obvious in her voice.

"Well there is 2 theories. The first is their souls were ripped out and placed in them. This is theoretically possible but has never been done before so the other option is to put them in something while they are alive and kill them while they are trapped in it." Twilight said with her ears dropped down.

"How....who would do such a thing for us to even know about this?" Pinkie almost threw up.

"Sombra. When he figured out he was losing the war he went further into black magic. There was 10 ponies who were forced into iron maiden like suits and gems were put around them to seal their souls to the maidens. Soldiers who battled them and survived are in mental hospitals or are living with PTSD from the screams, cries and pleading they heard as they battled them. Their souls were aware of what they were doing but they had no control over the bodies they were in."

Before they could speak anymore they heard what sounded like laughter. Echoed Laughter. They all went silent and stopped moving. Twilight motioned for them to remain silent and they walked slowly through the woods towards the sound.

After around 2 minutes of walking they saw them. Laying against a tree was the 2 metal Golems they were searching for. As Twilight looked more closely at them from the bushes they hid in, she saw streams of some kind of energy leaving their chest. Following the stream she saw...2 ghosts. One of them chasing the other and both chuckling.

Her and her friends stood their with their jaws agape. Unsure how to process that they were seeing evidence of a soul right in front of them. Looking back at her friends, she signalled for them to wait. They watched them 2 ghost play with each other for a while before they rested close to their shells and one of them fell asleep. Their voices were little more than whispers that were difficult to make out.

Twilight signalled for them to stay where they were as they saw the ghosts nuzzling each other. They clearly were either family or lovers. One of them was asleep while the other was still awake. Twilight was dumbfounded on what to do. These were souls who were trapped and perhaps suffering, while she did want to study this more closely she knew some aspects of science could be immoral depending on how its done.

It's also unlikely that Celestia would know how to handle this as this is the first time they saw a real ghost. The one which was previously awake was now asleep and nuzzling the other one. She had no idea what the difference it between them sleeping and 'Sleeping' as in passing on or perhaps it was an eternal sleep.

But if they were suffering then she should do what she could to help them. She took out some paper and wrote on it. Then she put the paper next to them, in the hand of one of their 'Shells' or whatever those things they used a bodies were.

She motioned to the others to leave.

"Come on. Let's get out of here." She whispered.

"What did you do?" Dash asked as she walked along with her to remain as silent as she could.

"I have no clue how to approach this situation so i left them a letter that might help them." She simply told her.

As day broke Tommy and Sophia woke up slowly. Feeling slightly better but still tired.

"I use to like mornings." She said as she got up.

"Use to?" Tommy joked with her. She still did but the tiredness of being a ghost seemed to slightly diminish that.

"Hush." She poked his side and he chuckled. Soon both of them went back into their bodies and it took a few moments for them to get up.

As Tommy got up he found a piece of paper on his hook.

"What the..." Taking it off, he unwrapped it.

'Hello. You might not know me but we did meet before. I am Twilight Sparkle and i would like to help you if you will accept my offer. If you do accept it then please meet me in ponyville town hall at midnight. That time would be best so we don't attract attention.'

Someone arrived as Tommy and Sophia slept. This put Tommy on edge but they didn't seem to have hurt them in any way.

"Hey Sophia. Look at this." He called her over and showed her the message that was left. "What do you think?"

"Perhaps they can help us. Since we arrived here we have been alone. So why not try their offer?" Tommy looked at the message one more time and sighed.

"Fine. We'll see what they want and what they can do. But we still have a the whole day. What should we-" He was cut off as he was pulled out of his suit. Sophia's ghost chuckled.

"Well if we have the day to ourselves. I want to play around with you. Come on." She flew away laughing. Hiding behind a tree. Tommy smiled and decided to play along as they really didn't have anything else to do.

"So you want to challenge me again?" Tommy said with a grin.

"You bet i do. Now come on." She shouted. They could take a day off just to play around and leave their shells alone.

After a while. The puppet finally found the home of their killer. Searching the house allowed them to find something they didn't expect. An underground area with some more animatronics. One of them called Ballora and to say she looked bad was an understatement with her now being just wires.

"You...who are you?" A voice called out to the puppet as it entered the location. "You are not one of us...but you are similar in so many ways." A soft female voice spoke to the puppet who was now in a room with 2 vents on each side and a door infront of him.

"Are you victims too?"

"Victims?" After a few moments the puppet was suddenly taken aback. "I see. You're angry. I can see it in your eyes."

"How do you....where are you?" The puppet took a defensive stance and looked around.

"Behind you." The puppet suddenly turned around and saw a ghostly version of an animatronic with rosy cheeks and a body that looked like it was a jigsaw. "You seek vengeance. We seek to be free. I think we can find common ground."

"Why should i trust you?" The puppet asked cautiously.

"Because i know who your target is. I know he will be here soon." The voice said. A hint of mischief in it.

Author's Notes:

I think i might have a short story idea for this but if you are hoping for a large and expanded story like the one i have in TOWTH then you will be disappointed